Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled - Chapter 80
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Chapter 80: 73 Chapter Longhu Mountain_3
The topic drifted a bit far—Chen Pingsheng could hardly be called a qualified life coach.
He simply believed that women could live less strenuously.
As for those who don’t earn money, take care of kids all day, and still complain, they’re definitely being pretentious.
“Uncle, what’s your life ideal?” College students still have a bit of idealism, and Guan Xiu was no exception.
She always thought people should have their own grand ideals.
Heaven help me, from the beginning, Chen Pingsheng was solely focused on making sure his wife and kids lived a good life.
This kind of thinking accounted for the majority in society.
Unfortunately, college students just can’t understand this.
Exactly like his sister-in-law who had once criticized him fiercely, without experiencing society’s harsh beatings, how could one truly understand its dangers.
“My ideal?”
Chen Pingsheng smiled and said, “Just now my wife said she probably won’t be able to attend college, but I can still build one for her to be the president’s wife in.”
Guan Xiu was surprised, “Uncle, you can open a university?”
“Of course, a university isn’t some sacred place, it’s just a place for teaching and nurturing people.”
Chen Pingsheng continued: “Have you heard the saying, ‘The poor children have three treasures: cooking, hairstyling, auto repair?’”
“Most rural families’ kids are learning these three things; I plan to open a culinary university in the future.”
He actually had even bigger goals, but there was no need to discuss those with these college students.
He wanted to open a beauty academy and a culinary institute.
The beauty academy for women, and the culinary school for men.
In the future, he could open his own matchmaking agency, introducing them to each other so he wouldn’t have to look elsewhere for business.
He was truly a financial genius.
No doubt he was a big shot; earlier at breakfast, Guan Xiu thought he was just like them.
Also out on a budget excursion, but once they got on the vehicle, she realized.
He was just there to enjoy life.
Enjoying life meant not being troubled by any financial issues.
His aim on this trip was just to be happy.
It was different for them; they had to consider costs for everything.
Eating, lodgings were always the issue.
…
The next stop, Luoyang Longmen Grottoes.
A national 5A scenic spot, one of the three great grottoes of Huaxia, with a long history.
Its excavation spanned multiple eras, and apart from Buddha statues, it still preserves a large amount of materials related to religion, art, and architecture,
essentially making Longmen Grottoes a massive stone carving art museum.
People at a certain age start to find solace in Buddhism, wanting mainly to achieve peace of mind.
They set off from Shaolin Temple and after several hours, they finally reached this Buddhist holy land.
Chen An’an couldn’t sit still once there; she sprinted around as if afraid others wouldn’t recognize her as a peerless master.
Mainly here to admire ancient stone carving art, this sort of thing—if you love it, you really love it; if not, a few hours are enough to lose interest.
Chen An’an looked around, picked a bunch of useless things, and after a day, the family set off for Jiangxi Longhu Mountain, the birthplace of Taoism.
The natural scenery here was absolutely beautiful, also featuring the age-old mystery of cliff engravings.
Truly extremely mystical.
As the sun set, Chen Pingsheng’s family rented a boat to sail across the lake, and he suddenly noticed that many martial arts and fantasy dramas were filmed here.
The scenery was breathtaking.
Even Chen An’an, in front of this picturesque beauty, suddenly lost herself and even started mumbling with her hands behind her back, “Dad, I want to recite a poem.”
“You know how to recite poems?” Chen Pingsheng was a bit surprised.
If you hadn’t heard her following words, you might have thought Li Bai had taken over her; after hearing her poem, you’d realize she never disappoints in academics.
“In front of my bed, the moonlight shines, looking like frost on the ground…”
She bobbed her head, struggling to remember the next line until Guan Xiu reminded her.
Little An’an suddenly had an epiphany and stopped reciting.
“Dad, can we build a big house here?”
Build a house on Longhu Mountain; are you planning to cultivate immortality?
We can’t call you daughter anymore, but ‘fellow Taoist.’
Chen Pingsheng said, “We definitely can’t build a big house, but buying a mountain here to become the Mountain King is still possible!”
Little An’an’s eyes lit up. Could it really be like this?
Song Yanxi went over to snap her out of it, the little one was always daydreaming, give her more space, and she might even discuss arithmetic with Zhang Daoling.
“Stop daydreaming, wait until you make the top ten in your class.”
“She wasn’t daydreaming this time.”
Chen Pingsheng really liked the place; looking at the cliffs on either side of the lake, he said, “When we get old, building a house here to watch the wild geese fly south and experience the sunset would be truly wonderful.”
“Even you’re starting to daydream.”
Song Yanxi scoffed at this father-daughter pair, but Chen Pingsheng countered, “How could this be daydreaming? Homestays are very popular now, those houses built in the mountains. Others can use them for business, so we can make it our home, it’s just a bit more expensive.”
Homestays increase tourism income; private houses, however, do not.
To get approval, you need a stack of strong bills.
This was also his way of planning for his old age in advance.
Longhu Mountain was truly beautiful, just like Southern Province’s Zhangjiajie, both are ‘must-visit in your lifetime’ places.
Not just lake tours, the next day they all went to Shangqing Temple together.
The Taoists here were much more earnest than those at Shaolin Temple, the kind who really had knowledge.
In prosperous times the monks, in chaotic times Taoists come down the mountain—it’s not just a saying.